— Junior Sister, you must understand that for us cultivators, wealth is an external object. So, you see, haha…
— You can just say you're broke.
Li Nanzhu sighed as she looked at Duan Xianxing, who was scratching his head in embarrassment. She retracted her previous statement.
Forget "rich second generation," the "rich" part could be removed. Only Senior Brother was rich, not every Sword Cultivator.
Duan Xianxing could only silently help fix the doorframe he had broken. It was then that Li Nanzhu noticed that her courtyard was almost completely overgrown with vines and weeds. However, the vines were rather polite, managing to navigate around the windows.
She hadn't left her residence for a month and hadn't noticed any of this. It wasn't surprising that her Seventh Senior Brother had reacted so strongly when he first arrived.
The current state of the courtyard was likely due to her cultivation of Wood Life, where an excessive amount of spiritual energy had transformed into vitality and spread into the yard, resulting in this situation. Fortunately, Duan Xianxing was helping her clean it up, and they even found a few carrots and potatoes among the overgrowth.
To compensate Li Nanzhu, Duan Xianxing volunteered to peel the potatoes after fixing the door. Although cultivators didn't focus on gluttony, ordinary plants grown in environments rich in spiritual energy could become spiritual food, which was beneficial for cultivators.
Watching Duan Xianxing diligently peeling potatoes, a mischievous idea came to Li Nanzhu. With a serious expression, she asked him.
— Seventh Senior Brother, do you know something?
— Know what?
Duan Xianxing's curiosity was piqued, but his hands didn't stop.
— Actually, when potatoes are peeled, they scream. We just can't hear it normally. If you use your spiritual energy, you can hear it.
— Really!
Duan Xianxing immediately brought the half-peeled potato to his ear and channeled spiritual energy into it. He didn't notice Li Nanzhu stealthily approach him from behind and suddenly shout.
— Aaaahhh!!!!
Duan Xianxing let out a piercing scream and threw the potato he was holding out of the courtyard with all his might.
Li Nanzhu couldn't stop laughing. She finally understood the joy of teasing others. Duan Xianxing looked at her with a mournful expression.
However, before she could laugh enough, Li Nanzhu saw Mu Wényán walk in, holding something familiar.
Wasn't that the potato Duan Xianxing had just thrown?
Before he could react, Li Nanzhu quickly kicked the potato to Duan Xianxing's feet and ran to Senior Brother's side.
— Senior Brother, why are you here!
— The plants in the disciples' residences have been strange lately, so I came to take a look. What's this potato?
— Seventh Senior Brother threw it!
Li Nanzhu sold out Duan Xianxing without hesitation. Aren't senior brothers for teasing? Besides, he did throw it, and she only scared him, so she wasn't lying.
Yes! That's how it is!
Mù Wényán was investigating next door when he was suddenly hit on the head by a flying potato, followed by Junior Sister's laughter. He came over immediately. Seeing Duan Xianxing there, he instantly concluded that Duan Xianxing was responsible.
As if! Junior Sister is so well-behaved, how could she do it? Duan Xianxing was hit as soon as he returned, and the evidence was at his feet. He must have corrupted Junior Sister.
Before Duan Xianxing could answer, Mu Wényán had already figured it all out.
— Corrupting Junior Sister as soon as you got back? Have you broken through? Has your swordsmanship improved? If you have this much free time, come with me to the training ground.
— No! That wasn't me! Junior Sister, explain! I didn't mean to!
Duan Xianxing was on the verge of tears.
— What's there to argue about? Even if it wasn't you, you have to train when you get back. With that, Mu Wényán turned and left, leaving no room for negotiation.
Looking at Duan Xianxing's almost petrified face, Li Nanzhu patted his shoulder sympathetically.
— It's just training. Seventh Senior Brother, you can do it.
Duan Xianxing opened his mouth. Junior Sister was just fearlessly brave like a newborn calf. Senior Brother's training was terrifying; he always ended up bruised and battered. *Sob sob*, his handsome face!
He could only steel himself and go. Who told him he hit Senior Brother?
…
At the training ground.
Mù Wényán was already waiting there, practicing his sword alone. A leaf happened to fall and brushed against the side of his sword. Mu Wényán shifted his stance, gently supporting the gust of wind with his sword. As his stance changed, the falling leaf landed slowly, its trajectory unaltered.
Li Nanzhu watched, amazed. This required not only meticulous control of spiritual energy but also a deep understanding of sword techniques, something that couldn't be achieved in less than a decade.
She then recalled Duan Xianxing's words: Senior Brother, who wouldn't even disturb a falling leaf, must be incredibly gentle. How could he have beaten Duan Xianxing black and blue?
Meanwhile, Duan Xianxing slowly shuffled to Mu Wényán on the field. After much hesitation, he finally shouted,
— Senior Brother, don't hit my face!
Mù Wényán smiled without a word and attacked.
Li Nanzhu's cultivation was too low to clearly see their spar, so she decided to continue studying Wood Life.
Two hours later, Li Nanzhu stretched. A figure suddenly collapsed in front of her, grabbing the corner of her robe.
— Jun… Junior Sister…
— Seventh Senior Brother, are you alright?
At the sound, Duan Xianxing looked up. Li Nanzhu only saw a swollen, pig-like face. She blinked. Li Nanzhu quickly pushed his head back to the ground.
Good thing she was fast, or Seventh Senior Brother would really have turned into a pig's head!
— Junior Sister, you're trying to murder your own Senior Brother!!!
…
After taking the pill, Duan Xianxing's face finally returned to normal. Li Nanzhu took out the potatoes from before, and Duan Xianxing produced some low-level demonic beast meat he had killed. They sat around, preparing to roast them.
— Did the Senior Brothers use their natal swords just now?
— Yes. After reaching Établissement des Fondations, you can ask Master to forge one for you.
Mù Wényán said, sprinkling seasoning on the grilled meat.
— However, you can also seek your own opportunities. My sword was found in a secret realm.
Duan Xianxing happily polished his sword, holding it tightly. A sword is a Sword Cultivator's wife, and one must cherish one's wife.
— Do they have names?
— Senior Brother's is called Bichen. Mine doesn't have a name yet because I can't think of a perfect name worthy of it! This is my wife! Junior Sister, do you want to help me think of one?
Li Nanzhu did have a name in mind, but she thought it was too insulting and hesitated. However, unable to resist Duan Xianxing's enthusiasm, she confirmed with him several times.
— You really want me to think of one?
— Absolutely.
— Then Senior Brother, you must bear witness for me. Seventh Senior Brother insisted I say it.
— Alright, I'll bear witness. Even Mu Wényán was curious.
Li Nanzhu took a deep breath and shouted.
— Were you and Master kissing and making out, was it fun!
— …
— …
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